Monday morning, it had been a week since the big incident on the tour bus. Danny had got off the tour bus and jumped into a taxi to take him home and later called someone to bring his stuff over to his house. Doug and I told them to take us back to London, on the tour bus. The news had got out to the public, about the tour being cancelled. I haven't heard from any of the guys, not even Danny since...
So yeah it's been a week and I've been asked to do a radio interview, at Radio 1. I have no idea what I'm going to tell them? Do I tell them that me and Danny both have feelings for each other but Harry's homophobic? Of course I can't tell them that. I've tried calling Danny all week but he's not answering, I've even tried going round to his house and knocking on the door, but he never answers. Dougie's also really confused, I feel bad, 'cos nobody's telling him anything, he doesn't even realise what's happened to the band.
I got up out of bed and quickly pulled some jeans on and shoved a top over me. I went downstairs and decided to skip breakfast, or I'll be late. I started driving towards Radio 1. I just thought that I'd have to tell the truth, for the fans. They deserve it. But how am I supposed to say I'm gay? Especially seeing as I have no right about telling them about Danny.
When I got there I was pulled into the room and the radio guy did his usual start. "So! What's been happening with McFly lately? Well we have Mr Tom Fletcher here in the studio talking to us! Hey Tom!"
"Hi" I force a smile on my face.
"So, the McFly tour's been cancelled, the fans are devastated! What the hell has happened Tom?"
"Well... umm..." I sat there for a few seconds, thinking of what to say.
"We had a bit of an argument." I decided to say, quietly.
"Must have been quite a big argument, to cancel the whole tour?"
"Yeah, but we're still really confused what's happening about McFly, I haven't talked to any of the guys in a week."
"Wow! So the fans are waiting patiently, the question we want to know the most is; are McFly splitting?"
"We can't be sure of anything at the moment, as I said, we're all still really confused and trying to deal with it all, with our management." I reply.
"Okay, well you let us all know as soon as you know more, so what's happened with Danny?"
"Excuse me?" I tried not to sound rude.
" Er, don't worry, best wishes for you Tom then! Everyone, McFly's Tom Fletcher!"
"Thanks" I muttered, wondering what he meant when he asked about Danny.
When I left the studios, I decided to quickly go to Starbucks and get a coffee. As soon as I got there, the only person I wanted to see at the moment was sitting at a table on their own, reading a newspaper.
"Danny?" I exclaimed, smiling at the young man.
"Ohh... Tom." He replied, as he looked up.
I quickly ordered my coffee and then went and sat opposite him.
"So... hi" I whispered.
"Tom... we shouldn't be seeing each other now, especially in public."
"Dan, we're band mat- er I mean friends, the public know that?"
"What are you on about? Haven't you read this morning's paper?" he said chucking the newspaper in front of my nose.
My eyes scanned the page, I first noticed the big headline it read 'McFly's Tom and Danny: Do Ya, Do Ya, Do Ya Love me?'
"What?" I gasped.
"I don't know, but I'm pretty sure I know who told." He said, pointing towards a little picture in the corner of the page of someone very familiar.
"Harry?" I gasped, shocked. My eyes quickly read the quote by him next to his picture. 'I love their relationship; they seem perfect for each other! They've just decided to quit the band, and live together. Don't they realise how selfish they're being? Especially to little Doug, he hasn't got a clue what's going on and won't stop crying."
"What the f*ck is he on about! Oh my god, that bastard!" I shout, dragging Danny out of the cafe, because of the awkward looks I'm being given.
"I know, listen Tom, I should be going..."
"What? No! You've been ignoring me this whole week, we need to discuss this!"
Danny sighed, but then followed me back to my house.
When we got there, I decided to call Dougie and invite him over. When he got here, he seemed so happy to see me, and we explained the whole situation to him, he obviously hadn't read the paper either so we showed him the page.
"Guys, this isn't like Harry! He would never do this!" Dougie said, shocked.
"Well, I don't know what we're doing, but Harry doesn't ever want to see us, and to be honest I don't think I want to see him too. So Doug, it's up to you, you're going to have to go and speak to him." Danny Says.
"Err, okay. What do I say to him" He asks.
"Just ask him about the newspaper, and ask what's happening with the band, maybe we can organise a little get together, to talk about this" I say.
Danny gives me a worried look. "Don't worry, Danny. He can't hurt us" I say, as I take his hand and give him a smile.
"So is this real then?" Dougie asked, eyebrows raised, looking down at our entwined hands.
I blushed then looked out the window, desperately thinking of something to change the subject.
"Okay! Well I'll speak to him as soon as possible." Dougie said, breaking the awkward silence.
"Okay." Danny answered.
Dougie left the house and Danny and I were just standing there still, holding hands.
We turned and looked at each other for a few minutes, just looking into each other's eyes. Then Danny pulled my face towards his, and our lips were almost touching, only a few centre metres apart. I could hear his heaving breathing, and his familiar scent, which smelt heavenly. I pulled our lips together, for our first proper kiss. We kissed passionately for a few minutes, when I suddenly pulled away and smiled at him.
"I love you Danny Jones, nothing can ever split us up, not Harry, not the public, no-one! Nothing!" I whispered.
"I love you too, Tom Fletcher" Danny smiled up at me.